Drunk and taken home to sleep by a man, the next day, the creditor forced himself to marry him.

Well, the unfolding of President Wen.

But Lan Qing pretended to be confused, she knew that this was not the president routine of the sweet pet.

"Hmm, why?" Lan Qing clasped her thighs in her hands, blinked her eyes, and calmly waited for Jiang Rin's answer.

Jiang Rin stared at her, Hitomi Renming extinguished the light, pursed her lips, and said, "You owe me." ”

"That's right." Lan Qing lowered her head slightly, thought for a while, raised her head, and said with a smile, "Okay then, I promised you." ”

One of the two dared to mention it, and the other dared to agree.

Jiang Rin was slightly stunned, he thought that Lan Qing would have to think about it for a long time, and squinted his eyes, even though all his thoughts were returning to him to consider whether Lan Qing was a spy sent by others, he still couldn't help but turn around uncontrollably when he heard this.

Jiang Rin turned his back to Lan Qing, and the hand hanging on his leg was clenched tightly.

"Well, but I don't know what your name is." Lan Qing got up from the bed, stepped barefoot on the cold ground, and walked behind Jiang Rin.

Jiang Rin noticed her approaching, turned his head slightly, and responded in an extraordinarily indifferent tone, "Jiang Rin." ”

"Oh, Jiang Rin."

It was as if I had returned after centuries, and a shiver rolled up in my ears.

The moment he heard Lan Qing pronounce his name, the surging emotions in his heart suddenly burst into action, and Jiang Rin suddenly reflexively hugged Lan Qing who was standing behind him.

Before Lan Qing could react, she staggered back a few steps, and was naturally pressed down by Jiang Rin to the side of the bed, his hand wrapped around her waist, and the scorching heat ironed part of her bare skin.

Jiang Rin bent down, his handsome face appeared in front of her again, his delicate eyebrows and facial features were too ruthless, his fiery gaze seemed to burn her to the ground, and his other hand was embedded in Lan Qing's shoulders and pressed against the soft futon.

The kiss came with great urgency, over and over again, Lan Qing only felt that even her breath was going to be taken away, Jiang Rin forcefully pried away her last resistance, all of them were entangled, the hot breath sprayed on her face, and the temperature around her rose with it.

Lan Qing's chest rose and fell violently, unable to bear all this.

Finally, at the moment when his consciousness was about to blur, Jiang Rin ended the lingering kiss, he lowered his head, the broken hair in front of him blocked the emotions in his eyes, and he gasped slightly.

Neither of them was speechless for a moment.

Let's go.

Suddenly, Lan Qing felt a drop of cold liquid fall from her cheek.

She heard Jiang Rin's hoarse voice choked and frightened, and the hand holding her shoulder trembled with her, "...... Isn't it ...... you?"

"Lan Qing, do you still remember...... Jiang Rin...... Who is it? ”

Lan Qing was silent, she stared at Jiang Rin who was hiding her expression, and the tears on her cheeks slowly flowed into her warm neck, cold to the tip of her heart.

Jiang Rin pressed on her, bowing her body and trembling uncontrollably.

He remembered this feeling, familiar to the depths of his soul, and couldn't help but feel the sadness, the sweetness of the past was like a boiled poison, and the pain was so painful that all the internal organs were burning.

He really met her and really loved her.

…… I really lost her.

A whole decade.

Lan Qing was silent for a long time, raised her arm, circled his back, and hugged him into her arms, her thin slap gently stroked him, biting his ear and saying softly, "Hmm...... I'm back, Rin. ”